Athena „Thea" Ferretti - 30yo. Business owner, art collector and silent investor. Calm, collected and closed off. Loved once and got hurt beyond measure. [...] Elizabeth "Lizzie" Chase Olsen - 27yo actress. Quiet, reserved but with a big heart. Recently broken off her engagement. [...] What will happen when those two meet? Will they help each other? Will they learn to trust? What will happen if there's a baby involved? Stay with me to read a story between Athena and Elizabeth to see what happens. /AN - the story is fictional. I don't own the characters and with all respect to people/actors mentioned here. All rights to the story are reserved to me, so please do not steal the idea of it.

Khloe Kardashian x OC G!P

Two weeks after a brutal coup shatters the old imperial line, the new conqueror, Leto Solari vis von Oraine, summons Aetheria's noble clans to Crystal Caverns, the capital of a suddenly unsteady empire. Who she is, where she came from, and why she seized the throne are questions whispered from court halls to harbor markets, yet no one can deny one truth: the new ruler's power is absolute. Hera Rhiannon don Cerys, a noble omega with a hard-earned second chance at life, wants nothing to do with the capital, the throne, or the mysterious woman whose presence keeps stirring memories she cannot bear to examine. Leto feels impossibly familiar, like a dream turned dangerous, like a name Hera's soul remembers before her mind does. But the closer Hera gets to Leto, the harder it becomes to deny the desire blooming beneath her fear. Something ancient is pulling them together. Something hungry. Something neither woman can escape. And when the truth finally comes for her, Hera may discover that true devotion isn't quiet, gentle, or easily buried. Sometimes, true love does not surrender to Fate. It simply rewrites the path home.

Raven is the Alpha Empress everyone fears-cold, ruthless, and utterly in control. She rules with precision, her presence as sharp as her claws, and her heart... well, that's a closely guarded secret, wrapped in frost and mystery, a realm none dare enter. Faye, on the other hand, is a sunbeam in the snow-cute, cheerful, and mischievously playful. She's the Omega of the Snowfang Pack, and the little sister of the pack's Alpha, which means she gets away with far more than she probably should, leaving traces of warmth and laughter wherever she goes, her spirit bright enough to make even the harshest winter soften for a moment. When Faye's lighthearted antics accidentally disrupt Raven's perfectly ordered world, the Empress Alpha finds herself gritting her teeth more often than she'd like, feeling an unfamiliar flutter beneath her composed exterior. And Faye? She thinks Raven's icy glare is just another challenge to tease, a frozen puzzle to melt with her mischievous charm, her laughter, and the quiet pull of her radiant presence that seems to bend even the coldest rules.

She's the kind of person women fantasize about and regret in equal measure. Y/n Saint Y/ln knows exactly what she is: controlled, careful, and dangerously good at giving people what they want. In front of a camera, behind the scenes, in the quiet spaces where desire turns sharp, she's built a life on rules. No promises. No pretending. No love story waiting on the other side of the bed. Then there's Inde. Beautiful in a way that feels like a threat, she doesn't fall at Y/n's feet or flinch from her darkness. She watches her too closely, pushes too hard, and makes Y/n want things she's spent years refusing to name. What starts as tension becomes temptation, and temptation turns into something far more reckless when she looks Y/n in the eye and asks for exactly what she's been trying not to give. But wanting each other is the easy part. The hard part is what comes after, when lust starts to feel a little too much like trust, and the one bad habit neither of them can quit might just be each other. G!P Y/n x Inde Navarette

A Halo Made of Bruises follows Kailion-an exiled archangel born between what Heaven demanded and what she truly is. Cast out alongside Lucifer, she is condemned not to Hell, but to Earth: a Veilwalker sworn to guard the lost in body, heart, and spirit. In the Roman Empire, she dares to love a mortal woman-and builds a life she never thought she deserved. Michael destroys it out of spite, and the grief that follows turns Kailion into a whispered myth for centuries... until Hydra finds the legend, cages her, and carves miracles into weapons from her blood, her wings, her very DNA. When the Avengers tear through a Hydra facility, they don't just uncover a prisoner-they free a war-torn angel who has forgotten what hope feels like. And as Wanda Maximoff reaches for her hand, Kailion is forced to face the one thing she fears more than God's cruelty: being loved for exactly who she is. *** I do not own any rights to the Marvel characters, locations, and organizational names depicted in this story. I do not own any rights to the Lucifer television series characters and locations depicted in this story. This is for entertainment purposes only***

Sabrina Carpenter x Fem OC 🥇 1 in #sabrinacarpenter 🥇 1 in #sabrina 🥇 1 in #famous 🥇1 in #sweet-romance 🥈2 in #celebrity Fresh off a demanding yet successful overseas tour, a disciplined 26 years old Royal Marines Captain reluctantly agrees to accompany her younger sister to a Sabrina Carpenter concert-more out of sibling duty than personal interest. Expecting little more than loud music and a crowd she doesn't quite fit into, she arrives guarded, composed, and out of place in civilian life. But the night shifts during the performance of "Juno." Amid flashing lights and a roaring audience, Sabrina's eyes lands on her-sharp posture, unbothered presence, and a quiet intensity that stands out in a sea of fans. Intrigued, Sabrina leans into the playful theatrics of the song, singling her out. In a flirtatious twist, she has the captain "arrested" as part of the act, pulling her briefly into the spotlight. The crowd cheers, her sister is ecstatic, and the captain-trained to remain unshaken under pressure-finds herself unexpectedly disarmed. As the concert continues, Sabrina keeps returning to her-subtle glances, teasing smiles, and knowing winks that feel far more personal than performance. What began as an sibling obligation turns into something confusing for the captain, who can't quite explain why she's feeling something she hasn't felt in a long time. Later that night, away from the stage lights, Sabrina and her friend Paloma slip out in disguise to a nearby bar, for a moment of normalcy. By coincidence-or perhaps something like fate-the captain ends up in the same bar, having been dragged along by her sister for post-concert drinks. Neither recognizes the other immediately. But when they do, the energy from the stage lingers-only now it's quieter, more intimate.

Lisa Manoban is a woman who built her life on control. Cold, calculated, and untouchable in the business world, she has no room for mistakes-especially not in her personal life. As a single mother, she raises her five-year-old daughter, Ella, with strict boundaries and carefully chosen words. Including one lie, "Your mommy is just working far away." Ella never questioned it. She simply smiled, waited... and believed. Sweet, kind, and full of warmth, Ella grows up with a heart big enough to love even the absence of someone she has never met. Jennie Kim, on the other hand, lives a life filled with noise, laughter, and chaos. The youngest and only daughter among five siblings, she grew up surrounded by love-messy, loud, imperfect love. Despite the struggles of a simple life, Jennie carries warmth everywhere she goes, working as a waitress and part-time mascot just to help her family. Until one ordinary afternoon, A child runs. A mother panics. A stranger falls. And in the middle of it all... A single word changes everything. "Mommy!" In a moment of innocence, Ella wraps her arms around a stranger and calls her the one thing she has been missing her whole life. Now, Jennie is pretending. Lisa is allowing it. And Ella is believing every second of it. But what happens when pretend starts to feel real and no one wants to let go?